Ben Franky Beverly lyrics

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Ben Franky Beverly lyrics

[Intro]

Hot Crunchy Cheese Curls

Them shits used to be 4 for a dollar

Now it's 59 cents for a quarter bag, da fuck

[Hook]

We in this bitch thuggin red cups nigga smoking heavenly

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Yellow cake bake now we fucking with the recipe

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Thuggin thuggin thuggin thuggin ho [x3]

My niggas niggas thuggin why you wanna be a gangster

[Verse 1]

Sitting in the Cede heading to the party

Pif is getting all these roll it in the rolls will like this

We like the Hardy Boys

Cone Stone flossing, looking for the cream

Cause we just wanna ball like Stone Cold Austin

You can hear the bread and bass boom the boys like it's bossten

We ain't even have an address, we just walked in

The livest, liquor was provided, add a little green and the legs get divided

Spit it like I'm chewing on some trident

They loved this, I felt like a thug in my own

I was just in just bust it

The same with, the game with

Water side rhymers

Cops tryna play me locking niggas up for grinders

But all that shit behind us, party hard as fuck

I'm tardy when I step up into the party

Probably parch as fuck

And cotton mouth, we tired as fuck, because we blowing garbage trucks

[Hook]

We in this bitch thuggin red cups nigga smoking heavenly

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Yellow cake bake now we fucking with the recipe

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Thuggin thuggin thuggin thuggin ho [x3]

My niggas niggas thuggin why you wanna be a gangster

[Verse 1]

Gridning with the free, now we finally getting recognition

Niggas always wanna hate, but now these hoes down to listen

I remember days, we ain't have a pot to piss in

Now nobody in our lane, I'm guessing there is no competition

Took a broken jaw, and a couple of arrests to listen

NOw I'm paying P.O.s and everybody just pay attention

Never slowing up ho, FTMG in the building

Hop off out your feelings, cause don't know body give a fuck

Everybody got they problems you just need to shoulder up

That ho you brought was bold as fuck, and now she trying to roll with us

Never trip off stupid stuff, thats how these groups get broken up

Niggas see how much I smoke and now they wanna roll with us

Chilling with the realest, gaming probably soaked it up

And took it to they niggas

But they just can't do it as dope as us

Mad because they knocked on the same doors

But they ain't open up

Because what I said I'm in it

They can tell that its authentic

Free

[Outro]

Thuggin!

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Yellow cake bake now we fucking with the recipe

Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's

Thuggin thuggin thuggin thuggin ho [x3]

My nigga niggas thuggin why you wanna be a gangster

  • Artist:Mick Jenkins
  • Album:Hot Crunchy Cheese Curls EP (2012)
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  • country:United States
  • Languages:English
  • Genre:Hip-Hop/Rap
  • Official site:http://www.mickjenkins.com
  • Wiki:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mick_Jenkins_(rapper)
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